Thorn POV
The entire ride back to the pack, Atticus and I are on edge. Watching Fawn put that ba**ard in his place has me ready to claim her all over again. Seeing her tell those two pr*cks from the council that I was her fated mate had me half hard under the table. She was magnificent. The moment the SUV stops, I lift her out and make no move to put her down as I make my way into the castle. "Thorn, what are you doing," she asks with a giggle. "Need to worship my mate," Atticus and I say at the same time.
When we finally reach our room, I lock the door behind me. I set Fawn on her feet and her hands go to my collar. I grasp her small hands in my big ones and press a soft kiss on her lips. Confusion flits across her features as I drop to my knees in front of her. "Thorn, what," she star
